Oh, God, I feel so sorry for you It must be hard to do what you do Your opinions suck The more you talk the less I give a fuck You only speak to feel important But that's the thing, your job lays dormant I hope your mom and dad are proud of you 'Cause fuck you And all the cocaine in the world Won't make you cool And all these girls don't really like you And neither do l And I hate all of you And I hate all of you I bet you don't know my favourite colour And my middle name, or met my mother But you don't care and you think you own me Guess what? You don't Every time I smile and nod my head I wish you'd choke on your cigarette Then maybe that would shut you up 'Cause fuck you And all the cocaine in the world Won't make you cool And all these girls don't really like you And neither do l And I hate all of you And I hate all of you And all the- In the world And all the- In the world And all the- In the world And all the- And all the- And all the cocaine in the world Won't make you cool And all these girls don't really like you And neither do l And I hate all of you And I hate all of you Goodbye